07 12 / 2012
And I’m sick of always becoming third wheel.
07 12 / 2012
I’ve earned the right to be filled with seething rage.
Look what you’ve done to me.
Aren’t you even sorry?
06 12 / 2012
The boy of my dreams:
He’s a musician.
He has perfect skin.
He makes me smile.
He likes having me around.
My sister is a lesbian. She says however, that she is capable of dating men, should they strike her fancy.
He became friends with her through me, although she knew him first. I fell for him instantly. Completely smitten. I knew he was straight, but I didn’t care.
He didn’t need to reciprocate.
That’s simply not what love is about.
Today, my lesbian sister told me that he asked if he met the aforementioned requirements for dating her.
They both know how I feel about Him.
My sister would slit her own wrists before dating someone I was interested in.
I fucking love her.
But the man I love,
Has fallen for my sister.
I knew it. When I would catch glimpses of their conversations via text. He wouldn’t talk to me like that. He didn’t actively make plans with me like that.
Which is fine. But she’s my sister.
The man of my dreams has fallen for my sister.
And I Want To Be Heard, God dammit.
I just Want To Be Heard.
04 12 / 2012
He’ll be sweet.
And he’ll go out of his way to make you smile.
He’s a liar.
Tell him to fuck off.
You’re better off ignorant of love, than being bitter like me.
03 12 / 2012
15 11 / 2012